House Hunting, 12/3/10

I spent today visiting my housing options. My first appointment was at 8am!! The place was lovely and the people were great. I found myself comparing every place that followed to it. The next place was cute but too small for me but I did end up meeting a really nice girl from Chile there. She had just arrived to BA a week before me and will be studying fashion at one of the universities. She invited me to see the club scene later that night at a club she promotes at and I thought it might be an interesting experience (more on that later). The next places I visited weren't appealing to me at all. I decided to live at the first house I visited today. It is a lovely antique house with people from all over the world.

By the end of the day I was tired. I took a nap and woke up to get ready for a night out.

I got to the club early because the subte (subway) closes at 11 and I don't now how to use the bus yet. The walk there was longer and darker than I expected but I made it, though I almost got ran over once. (Drivers here are unforgiving and very aggressive. The white lines in the street and pedestrians mean nothing to many of them.)

I was one of the first people in the club. I listened to songs from Madonna, Black Eye Peas and (of Course) MJ. The songs were not very recent and were all poppy but it was cool. I tried to chat with a few people while I sat (so as to not look like a longer and to practice my Spanish of course). The conversations were a little choppy and a little awkward where there was a lack of understanding on one of our parts. 2 hours later I decided to leave ( I was tried to find the girl who invited me but I had no success). The clubs here close at 5am or 6am so I was leaving right before anything "got poppin'." I am not a huge club person though, so I didn't feel like I was missing out on much.

I caught my first cab by myself today. Though I couldn't remember how to pronounce the street the hostel was on, I was finally able to communicate where I wanted to be dropped off. The cab driver was nice. He made small talk with me and told me how to pronounce the name of the street I was going to. They say that some cab try to take advantage of visitors, taking them around-about ways to their destination so they will have to pay more. Cab drivers are also notorious for giving counterfeit money. Nevertheless, this cab ride went smoothly. Thanks God.